Finally, back in Knavesborough. I have a few days´ rest in between exams, and I am determined to make the most of them. So I have picked up “The Halloween Murderer” where I got stuck more than a year ago.
I am busy helping Annabella Kickinbottom stick her nose in Rhapsody´s affairs. You do remember Annabella, don´t you? She worked as a (lousy) kitchen maid for Sir Bellini in “The Cosy Knave”, but she thinks she will be much better as a private eye. Well, we will see about that.
“Yoo-hoo! Rhapsody! Are you taking a nap or what?”
Rhapsody opened the door to the young woman who was practically jumping up and down on her doorstep.
“What… My, Annabella, for a second there I thought you were someone else.”
“Aren´t you going to let me in?” Annabella Kickinbottom sent her a broad smile, and despite the purple hair, a transformation which didn´t exactly suit the pale teenager, she recognized her old neighbour from home.
“Of course, sorry I´m not really with it this morning.” Rhapsody stepped aside to let the animated teenager in.
Annabella was all in black, an over-washed t-shirt, jeans with large holes on both knees and Doc Marten boots. It seemed as if someone had waved a wand to change the mousy kitchen maid into a brand-new creature overnight. Rhapsody was just not certain she was more comfortable around the new version.
“Come in and have a cup of tea, Annabella. What brings you here?”
“But I´m not here to drink tea, Rhapsy. I´m here to help you out.”